Archive for May, 2006
My horoscope for today
I know I just blogged a few minutes ago, but I found this to be very interesting:
“Why are you so intent on chasing someone who’s so clearly bad news, especially when they are clearly a repeat of a pattern from your past? Before you dive into this disaster, examine your motives — your real motives.”
Sometimes my horoscope can be SO insightful. I’m not really an astrology freak, but this one pops up on my Yahoo home page, and I can’t resist reading it.
There are also certain patterns I’ve noticed among zodiac signs, for example, although I’m supposed to be compatible with Sagittarian men, I’ve found, after dating a few of them, that they are extremely problematic. I also avoid Capricorns like the plague because of a few bizarre run-ins I’ve had — one of which I refer to as Satan.
I haven’t gotten to the point where I screen men based on their signs, but I have to admit that my heart falls a little bit when I ask a potential his birthday and he begins with December or January. Weird.
I’m thinking that my next column is going to be about how it’s not so bad to be single. Everyone complains about being single as if it’s the worst thing in the world. I’ve written a similar column in the past, a long time ago, but I think it’s long overdue, and ideal for the RedEye audience. I have a few friends who concern me because they’re SO unhappy about being single to the point where it consumes them and seems to prevent them from having a good life otherwise.
Stay tuned for more in a few weeks when the column drops.
And, I keep meaning to say a special hello to Kristin. Kristin is a NWU student who interviewed me last week for a journalism class. I only hope that I gave her material that was interesting enough to base a story on. She was a good interviewer — and managed to keep me on the subject most of the time, which is a really hard job. So . . . if you’re reading this, thanks Kristin! Keep in touch!
These are the people in my neighborhood
So . . . one of my neighbors has decided to slap another neighbor with a citation. The neighbors that will soon be fined are the ones who don’t find it necessary to pick up the large heaps of dog crap produced by their pit bull. As it turns out, this dog has littered the lards of other neighbors. And I thought I was the only one! I think we’re all going to call and complain. Once they start getting hit with fines, maybe they’ll take a baggy on their next dog walk.
And yes, Harry . . . I do live in the midst of a soap opera. In the middle of a warped, criminal soap opera. ![]()

